Dark Matter

I see you, shadow.

You are always with me,

Just beyond the corner of my eye.

You are darkness, infinity,

Waiting to swallow me whole.

I hear your siren call;

Your whispered lies and

Your distorted, seductive truths.

You speak my name, and

You tell me you are waiting,

Underneath the lattice-like

Lisle of my familiar life,

For a gap to appear.

Like an opportunist thief

You will force entry.

I see you; you do not rule me.

I own you; you will not consume me.

©Teresa Durran 190922